Percy

I am quite upset. Like, my whole world kind of feels like its collapsing.

I know that's completely melodramatic, but that's the only thing I can think of to describe it.

We're going to have to give away my kitten, Percy. Writing it down makes me burst into tears again. I know, I know; it's just a cat. I shouldn't get so upset over something this simple, right?

But he's special to me. He's something that I can have and hold, and he's much more special than anything I can ever remember having. I couldn't accept the fact that we'd have to give him away. Not even when my dad started wheezing every time he came home, not just sometimes. Obviously, it's for the best. I can't believe I actually wrote that, but it is. Percy may be given to a family that needs him much more than we do. And really, it's my dad or the cat. Obviously, I'd much rather keep my dad than my cat; a thousand times more. But it makes me cry, all the same.

I love Percy so, so much. I wonder what it will be like when I actually have to say goodbye for the last time.

Please, pray for my family. Especially for me and my mom. And well, especially especially for me. My mom has hope, since she says that we can get another cat that my dad won't be allergic to. The thing is, I don't want another cat. I want Percy. And no matter whether we get another cat or not, it will never, ever be as special as Percy was.

I'm not even sure why I'm posting this. It makes me think how completely and utterly terrible, horrible... heart-wrenching it must be to lose a person. I can't get over losing Percy... what would it be like to lose my dad? Worse than I can even imagine. Worse than anything that could ever happen to me.

Anyway, now that I've gotten that out of my system (not really- tears continue to fall) the Granite Coffee House Theater is tomorrow night at The Other Barn in Columbia at 6:30. Please come :) If you need more details, you can just call me or e-mail me or anything like that. I hope to see you there.